96: Destroy the sect and exterminate the family

Gao De hovered in the air, his cold jiao pupils sweeping over the Thousand Layered Waves Array that was maintaining its basic operation.

After that initial strike landed, he did not immediately take action again.

His powerful Divine Thought could sense that this Formation was closely linked to the third-rank Spiritual Vein beneath the Green Wave Sect. Its energy Foundation remained intact, so attacking it by force would yield half the result for twice the effort.

"Form a battle array, attack a single point, and maintain constant pressure!" He did not personally intervene but instead gave the order in a deep voice.

"As you command!" Crab Eighteen responded in a booming voice, his long-suppressed Battle Intent erupting. "Boys, follow me and form the 'Mystic Water Sea-Covering Array'!"

Following his roar, two hundred elite Demon Soldiers moved quickly, their Demonic Qi connecting as their Evil Qi soared to the heavens!

[Remember this site's domain name; looking for Taiwan novels is super convenient.]

Under the unification of the Formation, their power converged into a murky, heavy dark water tornado. Like a giant drill, it carried a momentum that could crush everything, continuously battering the same area of the Thousand Layered Waves Array's light barrier!

"Boom! Boom, rumble—!"

The continuous booming sounds were incessant.

Although the attack intensity of the Demon Soldiers' battle array was not as high as Gao De's Thunder Smite Spear, it excelled in endurance, hitting like waves crashing against the shore without a moment's pause.

The Formation's light barrier fluctuated violently as the power of the water element was frantically mobilized, concentrating on the attacked area for defense.

In just a few hours, the third-rank Spiritual Vein beneath the Green Wave Sect began to operate under overload. Faint, overwhelmed wails even came from the nodes of the Spiritual Vein.

Vast amounts of Spiritual Qi were drained by the Formation and transported through the Formation's pathways to the point of impact.

Inside the hall, Clear Spring looked at the light barrier in the Water Mirror Technique, which was flashing wildly and visibly dimming, as well as the rapidly depleting Spiritual Vein gauges on the Formation Plate. His heart bled.

He barked orders in a hoarse voice, his tone carrying unconcealable panic: "Quick! Quickly fill the auxiliary Formation eyes with Spirit Stones! We can't rely entirely on the Spiritual Vein. Hold on! You must hold on!"

The Disciples scrambled to pour crates of stockpiled Spirit Stones into specific Formation eye grooves. The Spirit Stones turned to dust at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Spiritual Qi they provided was like a drop in the ocean, barely maintaining the Formation so it wouldn't collapse immediately. However, the light barrier still shook violently and flickered under the continuous bombardment of the Demon Soldier battle array.

A suffocating sense of despair filled the entire hall.

The speed at which the Spirit Stones were consumed was far faster than they could replenish them. Every violent flicker of the light barrier caused everyone's hearts to twitch.

A gray-haired, haggard-looking Elder suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Clear Spring. He growled hoarsely, "Sect Head! We can't go on like this! The Spirit Stones are almost gone! Where is Junior Martial Uncle Lan Tao? Where on earth is Lan Tao?! At this moment of the Sect's life and death, why hasn't he appeared?!"

These words were like a stone thrown into stagnant water, instantly stirring up ripples.

A True Disciple nearby also couldn't help but ask with a sob, "Yes, Sect Head! That dragon outside has overwhelming power; only Great-Martial Uncle Lan Tao can resist him for a bit! Has he... has he already..." He didn't dare say the word "fled," but it slithered into everyone's hearts like a poisonous snake.

Another Elder, who was naturally hot-tempered, now had blood-red eyes. He slammed his hand against a nearby jade pillar, leaving a clear palm print, and roared, "Clear Spring! You've been saying Lan Tao is in seclusion in the secret land to heal and cannot be disturbed!"

"Now the Sect is about to be overturned. If he were still here, how could he sit by and do nothing?! Tell us the truth, Senior Brother Lan Tao... is he dead or alive?! If he is alive, why hasn't he come out? If... if he has already passed away, why have you hidden it until now, letting us wait here to die in vain?!"

Gazes filled with despair, anger, or a final sliver of hope shot toward Clear Spring like sharp arrows.

Clear Spring's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembling. Under the pressure of these gazes, even his posture seemed to hunch over.

How could he not want Junior Martial Uncle Lan Tao to appear? But the last time he went to the secret land to ask for instructions, the place of seclusion was deathly silent; he couldn't even sense a trace of life... He didn't dare think about it, and he certainly didn't dare say it!

Once it was confirmed that Junior Martial Uncle Lan Tao might be dead, the Sect would immediately collapse completely!

"Shut up!" Clear Spring forced himself to remain calm, though his voice carried an imperceptible tremor. "Junior Martial Uncle Lan Tao is at a critical moment in his seclusion. How can you lot make wild guesses! Hold the Formation and wait for a turning point! The reinforcements from the Crimson Sunset Sect... the reinforcements might be on their way!"

However, his blustering scolding, along with those illusory "reinforcements," seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

Everyone looked up through the Water Mirror Technique and could see the figure of the Jiao Demon hovering in the night sky, emitting a terrifying Dragon Might and purple lightning. He seemed to be coldly watching their struggles. The despair brought by that absolute gap in power was almost enough to crush everyone's minds.

Looking at the figure in the sky that resembled a demon god, and then looking at the high-level leaders before them who were arguing incessantly and had already lost their composure, the last light in the eyes of many Disciples went out. A sense of anger at being abandoned and deceived, along with the despair of self-abandonment, spread in silence.

Perhaps Great-Martial Uncle Lan Tao really was gone... Perhaps the Sect had been abandoned long ago... They were here just making a senseless sacrifice.

Just as the people's hearts completely scattered and the doubt and despair reached their peak, the Formation also emitted an overwhelmed cracking sound.

Gao De hovered in the air like a calm hunter, his Divine Thought like the most precise radar, tightly locking onto the energy flow of the Formation's light barrier.

In his perception, the entire Formation's energy supply System had been strained to its limit.

The Spiritual Vein's output had reached its maximum, and the earth veins were showing traces of instability under the interference of various Magical Artifacts and talismans. Furthermore, the temporarily replenished Spirit Stone Qi simply couldn't make up for the massive consumption gap.

The Water Element Power, which had originally flowed evenly and harmoniously, began to show obvious lag and disorder.

Especially around the point where the Demon Soldier battle array was continuously striking, the speed of energy replenishment could no longer keep up with the consumption. The color of the light barrier became exceptionally dim, its thickness visibly thinned, and it even began to flicker slightly as if it would go out at any moment!

At the very moment when the flickering became most rhythmic and the weakness was most clearly exposed—Gao De moved!

The Bloodline Power within him surged, and his newly awakened "Thunder Shadow Shuttle" Divine Ability suddenly activated!

His figure transformed into a strange purple thunder shadow. He didn't move in a straight line but left a precise "Z" shaped flickering trajectory in the air, instantly crossing the distance to that "weak point" briefly formed by energy exhaustion!

His speed was so fast it exceeded the Divine Sense capture of the vast majority of Cultivators!

Almost at the same time his figure appeared directly in front of the weak point, the thunder fang formation-breaking halberd in his hand—carrying his long-accumulated full strength and surging destructive lightning—thrust out simply, directly, and violently like a spear of judgment descending from the Nine Heavens!

"Break!"

With a cold shout, the thunder fang formation-breaking halberd, carrying destructive thunder, accurately pierced into the Formation's most fragile energy structure!

"Screech—Crack!!!"

The crisp sound of tearing, like a funeral bell, rang in the heart of every Green Wave Sect Disciple.

"No—!" Clear Spring let out a wail of utter despair, his entire body collapsing.

Centering on the tip of the halberd, countless thick cracks spread frantically in all directions like a spiderweb, instantly covering the entire light barrier of the Thousand Layered Waves Array!

In the next moment, under the gaze of countless terrified eyes, the massive Sect-protecting light barrier emitted a series of overwhelmed shattering sounds and exploded!

It turned into a sky full of drifting blue light rain and completely dissipated!

The Green Wave Sect's gates were wide open!

The final hope was completely extinguished along with the breaking of the Formation.